1. I found my dove when I lost my bosom friend
And I substituted its worries for my worries

2. And I associated with those my nature does not approve
And my position and temperament do not require

3. And I said it is the miserable fate and it was not
That my palm would find generosity in it

4. And if I and prudence, my manners would still be
I would take hold of it, avoiding every companion

5. For they have nothing but a peaceful deception
For which my heart spends the night safely

6. So keep away from a group whose way is this
Their talk is like that of old

7. And whoever is ignorant of the people of his time
Then I have been, since I was very knowing, with them